Where we used to live there was a very old well-house that hadn't been used in quite some time. It was the old-fashioned style with a large wooden storage tank on the second floor - quite a structure.
Actually, it's not accurate to say that it was unused because, for all the years we lived there, a pair of barn owls put it to excellent use, raising their families there. Every spring we all looked forward to the hatching and rearing of the young owls who, after one got used to them, were very cute in their own special way.
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